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Words Hurt

O it is so hard being the fool
When you treat me o so cruel
You can knock me down with just a fraise
Leaving me there in a tear filled haze
Wondering what I have done
You look puzzled you’re only having fun
Why do I allow you to treat me so?
It hurts so much I know I should go
I know it could be worse you never raise your hand
But these words that you say my heart can’t stand
You think it is good to make fun of me
Don’t you understand how it hurts can’t you see

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